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With his left hand, he tightened his hold on my wrists, and with his right hand, he dove deeper into the front of my panties, his finger sliding between my pussy lips, circling the tip of my clit. My stomach plummeted at the shock of pleasure.

When I opened my eyes, I could see nothing but darkness. Part of me liked this, but the other part of me felt like the person behind me was a version of Lucas I'd never seen before.

And it tantalized me.

He removed his tongue from my ear and paused, his breath tickling my cheek. "Do you want my cock, Olive?"

"Yes," I panted.

"Tell me you want me."

"I want your cock."

He yanked his right hand out of my panties and slid it up the back of my neck, his fingernails gliding into my hair and pressing my cheek against the wall. My nipples hardened in my bra. "Tell me you want me. And then you'll get my cock."

"I want you so bad, Lucas."

He tugged my hair back just enough to cause a ripple of pleasurable pain to travel down my spine. "Beg for me."

"Please, Lucas, I want you. All day, every day."

He ripped my panties down the curve of my ass, the cool air rippling goosebumps across my ass cheeks. "Again."

"I want your cock in my pussy. I want you."

The pull of the zipper echoed in the silence of the closet. His voice was a low growl. "Again."

"I want to feel you inside of me, Lucas. I want you to fuck me, every single day."

His throbbing cock entered me without effort, his huge bulge making me spread my legs apart as he thrusted himself deep inside my pussy. Unwinding my hands from behind my back, he pressed his palms over the back of my hands and guided them to the wall, holding me in place as he fucked me.

Grunting in my ear, his erection only grew larger, and as his movement sped up, separating my legs further apart, my panties, which still hung around my knees, split at the seams. My breaths spilled from the lacy bra, my nipples slamming against the wall as he pounded into me.

His breath was fast in my ear, his lips pressed against my cheek, tongue sliding in and out of the corner of my mouth. "You're mine, Olive. You're all fucking mine. Say it," he growled.

"I'm yours," I cried out. "Take me, Lucas. Fuck, I'm all yours."

My words were the push he needed. Lucas moaned, his cock throbbing and vibrating as he emptied himself inside me. Panting, his hands released mine, and he slumped his body over me, his chin resting on my shoulder as he caught his breath and his arms wrapped around my waist.

His cock was still inside me as he took another deep breath. "Was that...was that...okay?"

"Fuck, was it," I chuckled. "That was...incredible."

He removed his cock from my pussy, and I twisted around to face him, my back leaning against the wall. His knee slid between my legs, his upper thigh pressing against my pussy, still sensitive from the pressure of his cock.

Cradling my exposed breast, he suckled on my nipple, his hands cupping my ass. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and as he looked up at me, his eyes were soft. His lips found their way to mine, his tongue was gentle in my mouth.

He leaned back, and I couldn't tell if the expression on his face was exhaustion, pleasure, or a combination of both. "I love you, Olive."

My heart leapt into my throat. It had been years since someone had uttered those words to me, but the way he said it was different. Genuine. He meant it with his whole being, and that fucking terrified me.

Because I felt it too.

I had fallen in love with Lucas all over again. Except this wasn't the childhood pursuit of love. This was something deeper. More visceral. Real.

But I couldn't bring myself to say it. So instead, I kissed him, deep and passionate and said the second best thing I could think of. "I want you to fuck me again."

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